Catradora Forbidden Love

Battle

Some would describe mine and Catra's relationship as a difficult one, nonetheless it's the strongest bond amongst the Horde. Sure we have our moments but doesn't everybody? Used too I thought I knew what I wanted, now I'm not so sure. I always had this massive amount of pressure on my shoulders to be more thanks to Shadow Weaver. It wasn't the "I believe in you kind" either it was I have an army and you're going to command it so you better not screw it up.

When I was promoted to force captain it felt amazing. It wasn't until later I found out it was actually Catra that Hordak wanted for that position yet Shadow Weaver convinced him she wasn't ready. Truth is she's more cut out to lead than I am. I am She-ra but that makes me more of a weapon not a mastermind. She is conniving, calculating, manipulative, and clearly has anger issues in moments. She has built a reputation for ruling with an iron fist as Force Captain Catra but these troops have never improved so drastically.

I don't get that coldness she gives to everyone else. The Magicat has slept at the foot of my bed since we were kids. I can't rest without her there which I have learned lately, especially after I was injured in one of the battles against the rebellion. I came too in her arms with her sobbing cradling my head. I vaguely recall hearing the metal of my sword crash to the ground then darkness.

"Don't you dare leave me you idiot! Come on Adore please! Wake up! I can't do this without you!..."
Her tears fell like rain cascading down my neck bringing me back to reality. Within a second another bomb went off and I barley had time to grab my shield to protect her from it's impact.

"I'm not going anywhere Kitten. You can't get rid of me me that easily."
My voice was scratchy from the hit I'd just endured. Still laying on my back with my shield above my head, I pulled her closer and her arms secured themselves around me in relief. In that moment the impenetrable walls around Catra's heart crashed and burned. She ran her fingers through my hair and down the side of my face. I kept staring at her beautiful lips observing the deadly fangs that hide behind them. Her heterochromatic eyes dilated as I ran my thumb over her bottom lip. Sliding my fingers into her mane cautiously guiding her mouth closer to my own, I kissed her for the first time.

It started slowly as her purring let me know this was ok. Her smaller frame weakened completely on top of mine as my arm dropped to her lower back pressing her deeper against my injured body regardless of the armor. Her tongue swiped slowly across my mouth causing a deep moan to escape my lungs. Our kiss deepened briefly before she pulled back studying me breathlessly.

"Don't you dare scare me like that again! I thought I lost you!"
She pulled me to my feet with my arm draped over her shoulders for support.

"Not even close, it just knocked me out for second. I'm right here."
I spoke reassuringly against her ear before kissing her cheek. I smirked watching the blush creep up her face. She nudged her head against mine affectionately. Catra carried me towards the first aid tent behind the war lines formed by multiple tanks.

"You need medical attention Adora." The magicat studied my wounds with rage. "I'll be back to check on you...but those princesses are gonna pay for what they done to you..."
She growled with a new determination fuel by hatred jumping into one of the tanks.

"CATRA!"
I yelled before she closed the lid on the armored machine. Quickly glancing over her shoulder she waited for me to finish my thoughts as I clutched my ribs that were no doubt broken. "MAKE. IT. HURT."

"Don't you worry...I'm gonna."

She kept her word. The rebels were forced to retreat once Catra took control of the front lines destroying everything in her path. At one point she exited the tank ripping her claws into the soldiers on the battlefront for their defense.
I heard her feminine scream hit my ears like a siren.

"You tried to take EVERYTHING from me! Now there will be nothing left! Even if I have to slaughter you all one by one..."
In that moment mass panic shattered the atmosphere as she fulfilled that very promise murdering at least twenty of their most skilled warriors resulting in the princesses of Brightmoon to fallback as the bloodshed was too gruesome around the feline. Her claws ripped through countless members of their allies with a cruel war cry echoing through the fields.

Did her love for me do this?...

The lives lost didn't matter to the newly appointed force captain. She only cared about one thing as I had suspected in many moments over the years...me.

Catra never really had any interest in the titles, the power, or the glory even though she obtained these things so effortlessly. During this event she has showed me everything in a barbaric manner. This wasn't a normal reaction to your best friend getting hurt. This however was the true wrath of a magicat...over their mate...